The Last Post...for awhile

This is probably my last post for a little while. It really isn't possible to put into words all of the emotions that I am feeling. The past few days have pretty much been filled with hormones out of whack...this means: absolute food preferences, nesting at its best, over-the-top instructions for the grandparents about J while I am gone, tears over the craziest things, forgetfulness, etc. Let me make this even clearer...last night, I demanded that we eat at Golden Corral which is way out of character for me considering we weren't even sure where one was located close to us; my sister and Dave had a great time teasing me about the fact that I left instructions on how J says his prayers at night and how to give him a bath...he's three and very resilient for crying out loud; last Sunday, I cried when the graduates marched in at church and presented a rose to their parents. I don't even know anyone graduating and am 15 years away from having a graduate! Enough about me...

Dave and I have been trying to get last minute things done but also remembering that we need to give J a little extra attention and REST! So, Saturday morning, we just enjoyed our time together, and J had a great time playing with us. This is exactly how I wanted our last Saturday as a family of three to be.




My sister, Steph, came over during the afternoon to help us out and also see J. He absolutely loves her, and she has really been there for us during these last weeks of the pregnancy. Last weekend, she kept him so that we could have our traditional "last supper" before our baby arrives. Every time we come home, after she has kept J, he doesn't want us home, yet. I guess he knows some of his fun is over when we walk through the door.

Today, we officially joined our church. I blogged earlier about our love for a church here, but we made it official today. J joined us in our decision, so Dave picked him up a little early from the nursery. I knew he was in the sanctuary when I heard his loud "amen" at the end of the pastor's prayer. :) He loves to pray, but totally cracks me up when he very tightly closes his eyes and folds his hands. He reminds me of one of those tv evangelists. Anyway, J did pretty well standing up front. As we expected (and somewhat feared), he wanted to go up on stage to talk in the microphone, play the drums, etc. once we made our way down the aisle. We managed to keep him on the steps, and only heard one "no" as we strongly strived to distract him. Luckily, the pastor was quick, and many people thought it was neat that he wanted to be like Daddy in the Praise Band. The music worship leader and his wife got a kick out it, because they knew about our fear. J LOVES Mr. Bryan, the worship leader, so he made a mad dash to see him once the pastor dismissed everyone. I guess my expectations for our preschooler can be rather high at times.

Finally, J LOVES his new bed!!! He has way more fun playing in it than he did in his toddler bed, especially if he doesn't choose to go right to sleep . Here is how we find him after naps.